Flowing Sand River!?
The normally indifferent Sun Wukong's hair bristled at the mention of these words. Golden light burst forth from his eyes as he stared intently at Tang Xuanzang.
"Are you talking about the Flowing Sand River?"
Tang Xuanzang smiled, "What else do you think I was talking about, Great Saint?"
A hint of suspicion flashed in Sun Wukong's gaze as he tested the waters, "Your past and present lives are as a disciple of Buddhism, and you are none other than the second disciple of the Tathagata Buddha, the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. Thus, your master should be the Tathagata Buddha."
Tang Xuanzang laughed, "You are not wrong. But from the moment he banished me to the mortal realm, erased my memories of my past and present lives, attempting to turn me into his marionette, he ceased to be my master."
